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Our flights home went well and were fairly uneventful, which is what you want during a 10 hour flight with a 9-month old. She only slept about three or four hours, but was not fussy or anything the rest of the time, so that worked out well.
The whole sleeping-under-the-seat thing is done now. As soon as you put her down there she rolls right over and attempts to crawl off. The space does still work well to let her sit and play with toys though. On the positive side, her only getting three hours of sleep on the plane meant that she slept though the night the first night we were home. It was just a tease, but was still nice to get a night of uninterrupted sleep when first arriving home.
She was so worn out from the first flight and from playing in the London airport, that this is how she spent the London-Geneva flight, sprawled out on my lap:
I say we're getting back into the swing of things because we had a fairly uneventful weekend, including a date night on Saturday, and have pretty much gotten the month's worth of stuff we brought back put away. I went back to French class this morning while Baby K stayed with her babysitter.
Even though I'm sure it's not the case, this is how I felt in French class this morning, running on not so much sleep:
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